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vous entendez la pluie?
à minuit
par de la large le sein faisant mal terre
à certains les gros dieux
en dessous de cette tombe modeste un conqueror se trouve
je dois dire bonne nuit
et pendant que nous marchions l'herbe a été faiblement remuée
les bateaux se situent dans le compartiment
stand ici par mon côté
pharaoh, roi de la terre de l'Egypte
mi plaisirs et palais bien que nous puissions errer
pour moi étais un conseiller décharné et grave
je descends les chemins de jardin

 



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